Ch. 4353: Married At First Sight Chapter 4353

Chapter 4353

“Miss Newman.”

Carrie despised Camryn deep down but kept her hatred in check, careful not to let it show.

“I heard Mrs. York gave birth. I came to visit her,” Carrie said with a forced smile.

Camryn stared at her for a long moment before replying coldly, “Mrs. Labbe, wait here. I’ll check if Serenity is awake. If she wants to see you, I’ll let you in.”

Without another word, she closed the door, leaving Carrie standing outside.

Carrie’s expression darkened, but she quickly composed herself.

Camryn returned to the room and told Serenity, “My dear sister, who no one can ever figure out, is here. She says she wants to see you and the baby. Do you want to see her?”

“If she came all this way, let her in. But you hold the baby for me,” Serenity said. “She always keeps her distance from you, so she won’t ask to hold the baby if you're the one carrying him.”

Serenity wasn’t worried about herself, but she was cautious when it came to the child. People with malicious intentions could do awful things—pinch a baby or sneak something sharp into their clothes when no one was looking.

You could never be too careful around someone with a cruel heart—especially when it came to a newborn.

“Alright.”

Since Serenity agreed, Camryn went back out, opened the door, and said, “Come in. Serenity just woke up.”

Carrie kept her smile in place as she stepped inside, holding the gift she had brought. When she saw Zachary sleeping on the sofa, she instinctively slowed down, careful not to wake him.

She was secretly afraid of Zachary. He was known for being absolutely ruthless.

Back when Camryn had just lost her sight, she was still adjusting to the darkness and often ended up hurt.

No one ever showed her sympathy. In Carrie’s eyes at the time, Camryn wasn’t even worth as much as the family dog.

But everything had flipped.

Now, the Newman family was in Camryn’s hands. Her brother trusted Camryn completely and even took her advice seriously.

Camryn had married the very man Carrie once dreamed of being with. She was now living a happy life—and had even regained her vision.

Carrie, on the other hand, had spiraled downward. She looked well put together on the outside—nice clothes, a good life—but only she knew the pain and humiliation she endured.

Mr. Labbe didn’t treat her like a person. He did whatever he pleased, and she couldn’t push back or show even a hint of defiance—or else she’d be beaten.

Being whipped with a belt or lash was a kind of pain she had never experienced—not even in her worst days.